I loved Rose like my own daughter. Like Hermione said it was hard not to. I kept her safe over the past eleven. Years. I was there for her first word, mom, I cried a little after that. I was there when she took her first steps. When she fell and I kissed the wound away and stopped her crying by tickling her. I was there when at five she began to read. I was there when Mr. Granger taught her to ride a bike, and when Narcissa taught her to ride a broom. I was there when she learned to swim the years passed and I think it was as close to utopia as you could get. Rose grew to have pale blond hair, and honey brown eyes. She was smart always reading under the tree by our lake, she was stubborn and headstrong, but I wouldn't have had it any other way. The Grangers and Narcissa became friends and regularly visited. We always took her to the park or over one of her muggle friend's houses.

On her eleventh birthday as she blew out her candles I knew what was coming I knew I had to tell her, about her mother, about her father. I was right; not even a week later, her letter arrived; she was going to Hogwarts. I knew she was going she had been showing signs of magic for a while. Now I sat at the kitchen table, clutching her Hogwarts letter. Which had been opened and she had read repeatedly.

" Mom are you okay, you look a little pale.'' I bit my lip.

"Rose I have to tell you some things about your family.''

"Is it about my father.''

"Yes.''

"Finally I've been waiting for ages to hear this.''

" And about your mother to.'' Her smile slipped and I readied myself." Rose I'm not your mother.'' I explained everything, well I left out a few details, but I told her, and I handed her the letter that was addressed to her and told her, "This if from your mother.'' Tears spilled down her cheeks and she grabbed the letter and ran out the door. I put my head on the table and began to cry. What was I going to do? Before I knew it, Rose was shaking me awake. I stood up and wiped my eyes. Rose gently put the letter on the table. I was startled when she ran to me and clutched me burying her face in my shirt.

" Can I still call you mom?'' she asked, the shirt muffling her question.

" Yes, you don't have to, if you don't want to.'' She was quiet for a moment before she asked her next question, " Can you tell me about my birth parents?'' I sat at the kitchen table and told her about her parents.

"Rose I think it's time for bed. I can tell you more later.'' Rose yawned and hugged me, " Night Mom.'' I kissed her forehead,

" Night.'' I whispered.

The next day we went to Diagonally and got all her books. I even surprised her with a little grey kitten she named Ivy.

That was a week ago and now it was the night before Rose left for Hogwarts. Narcissa and I sat drinking tea in a peaceful silence when Narcissa suddenly spoke

'' Do want me to go with you?'' I jumped surprised that she had disturbed the silence that had engulfed us. She watched me carefully.

" No this is something I have to do by myself. Besides, what would Ron think of you and me seeing Rose off. I could see Narcissa contemplating what I just said. " Your right.'' She finally said. I took a deep breath and continued to sip my tea: I was dreading tomorrow.